Nestled against a fantasy book containing a pornalicious sorceress and three fully clothed male characters (who, in a fount of originality; are a cleric, rogue and fighter) is a book named Possession: the romance. How long will it take for people to realise that love =/= ownership?
ETA: Notawhisper rightly takes me to task in the comments section. I shall endeavour to read the book (or just the synopsis) so I can see what’s what. I’d also like to note that I wasn’t directly criticising the book, just making an observation about dominant paradigms in our culture. *sticks out tongue*
ETA2: From what garbled reviews I’ve seen, the book explores the thought I mentioned above. Still the summaries have being passed through filters, adding in sprinkles of endorsed gender roles and name-calling that may or may not be present in the book.